Search results for 'Super Shabby'

hit yo hoe
Said her coochie water stale
Her appearance super shabby
Can't imagine how it smell
You forsure da type to kiss
And forsure the type to tell

You're a passing cloud
Eyes sunder your sky
Covered-up façades
& Tumble dry your files
Shabby smiles and ur super styles
Suddenly surprised
Sober

Superconnected

Broken Social Scene

Broken Social Scene

2005

shabby knees
I was struck from the outside
Looking for my fleas

But I don't really want to think about those things anymore
I really don't want

feel like kids in super 8
Caught in a rush to investigate
Flashlights en garde your hand on mine
A couple decades back in time
We feel like kids in super

on my radar
Do you want me to wear a corset for you?
Would you tell me that I look super good?
It's no longer 17th century
Don't you tell me to shut my

(Once in a while, once in a while
Once in a whilе)
Yo, this haircut is crazy, my God
Bald head smooth, not too shabby
Tom Ford cologne so Jessiе know I'm

Teo' be fucking that hoe
Step out the mothefking SCENE! (The scene)
Me and my boy super CLEAN! (We clean)
Lately been making that GREEN (The green)
We

Title: Show ‘em This
Verse 1 : I’m so stoned stimulated situations like this spread swift. Sophisticated scientists study why I’m super natural I’m

In the fire
Saw you looking super nice
I saw you looking super nice when we were under this roof
I saw you on my room
You came flying out of the window

got something
you can't stop
I will do my own willing
From rock bottom
Coming up
Crazy Freaking Aleluia
Super drive
Crazy Freaking Aleluia
Love your

chilling and hanging out like a shoulder bag
Most these niggas can’t understand me
What I’m spitting is worth a Grammy
So I guess it ain’t too shabby, uh
So

So shabby chic
Ya I sneak a peek on the I-G
I’m a real creep on the F-B
Your hair different color every day of the week
I like that
Yeah
You messaged

much you 
Poppin nigga, that pussy wet for us, at least I can 
Speak for me ain't too shabby I eat for 3 ain't no Raditz he 
Died at the intro,  it

Here I sit
Part of a whole
Lying in wait
Bitter and old
Knock at the door
Rattle the lock
Alms for the poor
You're in for a shock
Shabby and cold

pulled out my shlong
And shoved it in her mouth
I got it going on
That's wat I'm talkin bout
My beats super loud
It's thunder in my trunk
She loves it when